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"You go, you...you, why are you going?"

After being stunned by Wei Yang's words, the holy man became incoherent all of a sudden.

What do you mean, you go?

Are we talking about your going?

We're talking about how you're going to make amends, or surrender.

"Of course, I leave this circle of protection. As long as I leave and don't accept Xueyue Jianzong's protection, don't I need to make offerings to Xueyue Jianzong?"

Wei Yang asked with a smile.

A saintly powerhouse, blinking his eyes, feels that his brain is not enough.

Because he thinks it makes sense.

Everyone has left, so of course there is no need to make a confession.

But, this is not my purpose at all, okay?

"No, you can't go."

Subconsciously, the saintly powerhouse refuted directly.

Wei Yang smiled, and then looked at the surrounding people who were eating melons: "Hey, you all heard, Xueyue Sword Sect, this is planning to take it by force? The conspiracy is not good, just grab it by force!"

The melon-eaters around were naturally booing, but there were also many people with serious expressions.

This matter seems to be a nonsense of several generations of Xueyue Sword Sect.

But Xueyue Sword Sect's high-level executives don't show their faces. Isn't this an attitude?

If the Xueyue Sword Sect is like this, then the migration team that has gathered now should also be disbanded.

After all, everyone is fleeing, why should we be bullied by you?

"You fart, talk nonsense here, I will shoot you to death."

When Wei Yang took the matter out of his mouth, the saintly powerhouse immediately became angry, waved his hand, and punched Wei Yang.

This punch contained a unique fluctuation, obviously a great supernatural power beyond imagination.

This fluctuation is implicit and introverted, unremarkable.

But Wei Yang could feel that if he was really going to be hit, even if he was at the fifth step of the Immortal Realm, he would still be injured.

Sure enough, it was the second generation of the door.

Trash talent, forcibly pushed to become a holy immortal.

Can practice such amazing supernatural powers.

Even if these resources are placed on any ordinary person, they are probably much stronger than these two fools.

When the fist of the saintly powerhouse is approaching.

Wei Yang suddenly let out a scream as if he had been exploded, and then his figure flew out exaggeratedly, smashing the house in Zuixianlou and flying out.

After landing.

Wei Yang spurted blood wildly from his mouth.

It seemed that one third of the blood in the body was about to be spit out with this mouthful.

"You, you are so poisonous!"

After Wei Yang vomited blood, his face was pale, and he looked at the holy man with grief and indignation.

The strong man who became a saint had a confused look on his face.

It seems that my punch didn't touch you.

Could it be that my cultivation has improved?Just punching can hurt him?

At this time, after a brief silence, there was an uproar.

Even the people who eat melons didn't expect it.

The Xueyue Sword Sect made a move as soon as it said it would, leaving no room for anyone at all.

This is too bad!

In this, even if they have a good impression of Xueyue Jianzong, or have known each other for many years, at this moment, a shadow is buried in their hearts.

So Jianzong, is he still a partner?

Is such a barbaric act really trustworthy?

If they run into trouble, will they be abandoned by Xueyue Sword Sect?Become a pawn?

When doubts arise.

That feels different.

At this moment.

At the front of the big team, a floating vehicle tempered by mountains and rivers.

This mountain and river car is as long as thousands of miles.

Wei Yang's void ship was too small to be seen in front of such a car.

Among the mountains and rivers, there is a cave that gathers a rich chaotic aura.

The master of the Xueyue Sword Sect is in retreat.

Suddenly, he felt restless and impetuous, and hurriedly stopped practicing, pinching his fingers and counting silently.

A moment later, Xueyue Sword Sect Master's face was ugly as if he had eaten Xiang.

He stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth, and directly sacrificed his natal sword light, breaking through the cave and exiting the gate in an instant, and then a cold voice spread.

"Designer Jianzong, all the elders, come to the meeting hall without delay."

The sound spread.

Other elders who are busy with work, or who are cultivating Dao Xueyue Sword Sect, are all stunned when they hear the words.

There is only one, who is trimming flowers and plants, looks like a monkey, his eyes are rolling around, and he is a dishonest little old man. He paused for a moment, then he looked in the direction of the sky and the world, with a helpless expression on his face: " I knew it was trash, but I didn't expect it to be so trashy, such a simple thing, but you made it so complicated, and I was implicated!"

"It seems that Xueyue Sword Sect can't wait any longer."

The little old man sighed, his figure swept away, he gave up everything and was about to leave.

However, before running far, a figure blocked the little old man.

"Elder Nan, where are you going?"

A figure appeared, and it was actually the master of Xueyue Sword Sect.

The little old man's complexion changed slightly, and he smiled dryly and cupped his hands in salute: "It's the suzerain, the disciple has something to do, I have to go to work, and I'll be right back."

"Don't worry about other things, let's have a meeting first, that's what matters." Xueyue Sword Sect Master said coldly.

The little old man said: "Sovereign, why do you bother, what the little old man did was also for Xueyue Sword Sect."

"Heh, so I still have to thank you?" Xueyue Sword Sect Master laughed angrily.

"That's not necessary. Anyway, the matter hasn't been done, so I won't accompany you, little old man."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly collapsed and disappeared like fireworks.

However, the master of Xueyue Sword Sect had no expression on his face, and stretched out his hand directly, paralleling his sword fingers, looking at nothingness, and lightly stroked: "Break."

next moment.

A ray of brilliance reached the extreme, as if snowflakes were falling, and the light that purified the world flashed.

Then, the little old man's startled and angry voice sounded: "Tianxue Sword Art! You have actually mastered it!"

Accompanied by the sound, the little old man who was originally scattered slowly gathered together again.

After condensing into the body, there was another wound on his chest, from his left shoulder to his right thigh, almost cutting him in half.

The little old man's face was pale, his eyes were desperate, but he couldn't move.

The master of Xueyue Sword Sect didn't say a word, just carried the little old man and disappeared in a flash.

When it reappeared, the master of Xueyue Sword Sect had already arrived at the gate of heaven and earth.

Just in time, he looked at Wei Yang, who was being possessed by a dramatist, showing his serious injury.

But the second idiot under the door was still clamoring and threatening.

Snapped!

The little old man was directly thrown to the ground by Xueyue Sword Sect Master.

The clamoring holy man was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened when he saw the little old man, this is not... no!

He hurriedly looked at the master of Xueyue Sword Sect, and immediately, all the blood disappeared from his face, and his legs were a little weak.

However, the suzerain of Xueyue Sword Sect ignored him at all.

Instead, he looked at Wei Yang and said calmly, "Little friend, this farce should be over."

Wei Yang said: "Who are you? I was beaten so badly? You say I'm a farce? Is this Xueyue Sword Sect's attitude? Okay, okay, I can't afford to provoke you, can I go?"

"My seat, Xueyue Sword Sect, suzerain, Xue Supreme."

"Oh, the suzerain is amazing, the suzerain can... eh? Suzerain?" Wei Yang stopped screaming, and looked at this middle-aged man with white hair and a rather temperamental look.

"Oh, it's Xueyue Sword Sect Master, then you are the head of the family, what do you think about this matter?"

Wei Yang didn't pretend anymore, but he didn't get up either. Instead, he lay down on the ground, propped his head with his hands, and just asked.

"This is the mastermind who plotted against you, and now I leave it to you to dispose of." Xueyue Sword Sect Master said directly.

Wei Yang looked at the little old man.

While resisting the raging sword intent from his chest, the little old man managed to squeeze out a smile: "Friend Daoist, I can explain it."